It all works out
That's what I say out loud
When I'm the one giving advice you
But as you tell me now
I forget just how to find these words
To mean much anymore
I've been searching for an hour in my closet
Trying to figure out what to wear
For a day I'll spend alone in my room
Leaning in I cut the back of my hair
You decorate
The back of the stage
With my things
As you sing about who you were
And were you better then?
Then you didn't have to tell me how
It all works out in the end
I'm still searching for an hour in my closet
Trying to figure out what to wear
For a day I'll spend alone in my room
Leaning in I cut the back of my hair
Leaning in I cut the back of my hair
